IC Contact

[foreshadower]

IC CONTACT


[ Shade prefers letters or other sorts of mail, but he can also be contacted through text or voice. ]

Comments

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[foreshadower]

How far do you want to go? I'd suggest avoiding space, it may be a touch droll.

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[brushoff]

I just want to compare this world's London to my London—well, our London I suppose.

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[foreshadower]

Ah. London is quite doable, then. Moving across the pond is nothing.

Shall we?

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[brushoff]

Yes, let's!

I'm ready whenever you are.

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[foreshadower]

Lest they change the rules on us again, yes?

I could leave now, you know.

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[brushoff]

Let's do so, then.

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[foreshadower]

I'll be by shortly, and we will be off.

Although if we stop in Paris for longer, I'd hardly complain. London is... well, suffice it to say, it's as terrible as it always was.

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[brushoff]

Terrible as it is, I used to live there, thank you very much. I want to see what's the same.

But of course we can go to Paris after that.

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[foreshadower]

I'm from there as well, you know. It's just simply awful, and never ceases to be.

But Paris will be a small consolation.

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[brushoff]

Assuming my old haunts are still around, I'll have to find somewhere to change your mind.

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[foreshadower]

Perhaps, but even a fondness for old haunts only goes so far. Occasionally I'll visit the places that Dickens and I used to creep in, but even they seem lackluster, compared to my new home in Opal.

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[brushoff]

Another place where we differ. Though I've traveled all over the world, I keep coming back to London.

Be it ever so humble, et cetera et cetera.

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[foreshadower]

Mm, quite. Regardless, I'll be by soon. I just need to finish cleaning up, as it were.

[ Not that he needs to, but you know. Victorians. ]

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[brushoff]

You don't have to get gussied up for me. It's not a date.

[ still, Dorian understands the sentiment ]

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[foreshadower]

A date with London, perhaps.

Only a few more, and then I'll arrive.

[ Do we wanna action of handwave or whathaveyou? ]

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[brushoff]

Good. I don't like to be kept waiting.

[ whatever works best with you, bb! ]

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[foreshadower]

I wonder if people knew immortals could be impatient?

[ Handwaving sounds good to me! ]

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[brushoff]

It only makes sense. After all, we do nothing BUT wait.

[ they had a grand ol'time in London and Dorian dragged Shade to places that he knew and then bitched because this is a Tescos, what the fuck, it's supposed to be a bank???? ]